cry yourself to sleep

hopeless romantic with trust issues and a sex drive out the roof

I’ve never seen anything so accurate though

my ceiling fan has been clicking for months now and im starting to think the clicking is morse code intended to subconsciously reprogram me to be sad and tired all the time

Sounds like the ball bearing s are starting to go.

Yeah get a load of this guy over here. Dr. Knows Shit About Ceiling Fans. Let me tell you a bit about my background. I’ve had the ceiling fan since I was in the 5th fucking grade. I may have lost the remote for it years ago but believe me I know this baby inside out. I don’t know what the fucking a ball bearing is. I’ve never seen one and frankly it sounds like bullshit. Believe me when I tell you, I don’t have any patience for people who come into my life pretending to know shit about what goes on in my life. Think for a fucking moment before you come to me with this pedantic nonsense about ball bearings. Have you ever been to my house? seen my ceiling fan? I sincerely doubt it because I haven’t had friends over to my house since the Bush administration. Thats a very narrow window of time in which you could have seen my ceiling fan. And even then you probably hadn’t completed your course at the fucking ceiling fan academy. I worked at Home Depot for almost two years and I can tell you I spent my time in the department with the ceiling fans. I actually spent most of my time in the garden and patio section, but believe me, we had fans out there, big industrial ones. They kept us cool and I never heard a single fucking thing about a ball bearing. Please get fucked.

Hail Brother Nut

i love displays of friendship and platonic love. hug ur friends. tell them theyre important to u. its good and pure and beautiful always.

i hate those posts that are like “hes tall, handsome, funny… i didnt say a name but he popped into your head didnt he ? :)” like no? he didnt. who the fuck is he 

oh!! hes everything hes been made out to be!!

*forgets to talk to friends for 4 weeks*